The holy day has come.

The Blackfyre Revolution prepares to make a sacrifice to the Blackflame.

Wasp was pre-garlanded with garlands, several silent women painted cryptic prayers on her face, and a powerful curse was placed on Wasp to ensure that she would be a suitable vessel for the Blackfyre.

She felt like a doll, being watched and sculpted.

On the way to the dark island, the wasp kept crying, silently shedding tears.

neither does she

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